“The program. Ay, there’s the rub!”

“Easy. Get Lilian and Eloise to sing a duet. They were trying a lovely one. Then ask Dorothy Bryant to play a piano solo, tell her she is going to be invited to join and we need her. Evelyn will give us a dialect story, I’m sure, and, let’s see. O, there’s Ruth Russell with her violin. Do you remember how well she played last year?”

“Yes. You’re a whole program committee by yourself, Isabel.”

Isabel looked pleased. “We ought to have another literary number,” she said, “but the trouble is that nobody has time to get up anything new. I wonder if Cathalina has that pretty little story that she wrote for the class last year. She tried it out on me, but nobody much has heard it. She got an A on it, but I think she said that when she read it half the girls were out with grippe. Anyhow they were the collegiates. It was the composition with the Lit. class.”

“I’m going to leave it all to you, then, Isabel. May I count on you?”

“You may. Go on and write your inaugural address in peace!”

“Will you get word to the girls about the colors, so they will be thinking about them and be ready to choose them tonight?”

“Yes. Where shall we meet?”

“In our suite, if you don’t mind.”

But of equal importance was a social event of Saturday, to be planned and carried out by the seniors, who always entertained and initiated the freshmen. As the entire class had part in getting this affair ready and had appointed the committees after the election of officers at their first meeting, no great responsibility rested upon Lakeview suite or its chief mate in Lakeview Corridor. Eloise had suggested naming that Sleepy Hollow, one night when everybody was tired and yawning, but the name was too inappropriate to continue.

“Dear me,” said Cathalina, as the girls were discussing the plans for this senior-freshman party, “we’re really seniors this year and have all the duties and honors of our rank. What is the purpose of this?”

“Cathalina,” said Betty, “we must have ‘objects’ and ‘purposes’ on the brain, and no wonder. There isn’t any to this, except to welcome the freshmen. The ‘initiation’ is in place of any hazing. Miss Randolph won’t hear to the least bit of that. If a girl wants to find herself at home in a jiffy, just let her try 

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